Sydney

I feel like I have to blog about our dog, Sydney. Matt and I got Sydney when she was a tiny and very adorable puppy nearly exactly a year before Annie was born. She was a great dog, and we had to put her down last week rather unexpectedly.

Anyone who knows me, knows that I will never be described as an animal lover. I complained about Sydney and her constant shedding and basic survival needs pretty much every day since Kate was born, I think. However, I did love her. She was my first little being that I took care of, and she protected me at home many a night that Matt spent at the hospital. When I was training for a marathon, she used to run with me at the park. I think people thought I was cruel, but that dog would run forever if you let her. She was amazing with the kids. Annie told me yesterday that she had a memory of Sydney, and it was of her pulling Sydney's tail. Which she did on a constant basis.

So basically, I've gone from mocking people who cry about their dogs to not only being one, but also dedicating a whole blog post to her. :) She started having seizures last week, and she had five in about 30 hours. She started acting really strange, and she was getting pretty aggressive with Matt and my mom. With the recommendation of the vet and worrying about the safety of the kids around her, we put her down. We are sad. Annie is matter of fact--she will give you all the details very plainly if you ask. And the older girls have already asked if we could get a new dog. Also to be named Sydney, according to them.